Pleasure Hunt

I took advantage of my alone time this morning while my husband was at the playground with the kids to post Becoming a Cuckold 2. It looks like enough of you are enjoying it to have made it all worthwhile. It may not be a blockbuster, but at least it’s not the total flop I was worried it would be. I’m going to try to get the last chapter up around the end of the week.

On an unrelated note, there’s been something turning me on for the past several days that I thought I should share with you. I’ve gotten a lot of questions lately about what I would do if my girls showed sexual interest in their father or me when they are older. That’s still a long way off, but I can’t help thinking about it when prompted.

At this point, I can’t see either of us acting on the temptation of our girls testing their sexuality out on us (even in the unlikely event that ever even happens). I would certainly love to see my husband get turned on and struggle with shame of getting hard at the sight of one of his girls in a sexy little bikini by the pool, but I don’t know how I’d react if he wanted to take things further than that. As for me, I have a few ideas in my head, but at this point it’s only fantasy.

One of the things I’ve been thinking about lately that’s been turning me on is the idea of the girls snooping through my bedroom someday down the road. I know I did it, and most of you probably did, too. I was looking for anything related to sex – some clue to fill in the missing pieces of what adults do behind closed door. I wanted to unravel the great mystery.

I suppose there’s not much mystery these days for kids due to the intertubes and instant access to porn in all its glorious forms. But, on the off chance that my girls take the old school route and poke through my things, I’ve decided that I’m going to give them something to find. I was very disappointed in my safaris into my parents’ bedroom, never finding anything especially telling, but I don’t want this to be the same for my kids.

Right now, my toys are in fairly easy reach (nightstand, second drawer, under my nighties). I often reminded myself that I was going to have to stash them somewhere more secure when the kids got older. Instead, I’ve now decided to leave them right where they are so that if either of my girls come looking they will easily find Mommy’s fake cock, vibrating fuck toys, butt plugs, and whatever else I’ve added to my collection in the meantime.

I want them to know the thrill of discovery, and the excitement of getting a peek into my private life in a way they never expected. I want the realization that there’s more to their mother’s sexuality than they may have guessed. I want there to be unquestionable evidence that I masturbate. I want them to be able to smell me on my toys, and maybe even taste me if they are so inclined. And, if they’re anything like me, they’ll experiment for themselves and perhaps use Mommy’s naughty devices to pleasure their own little pussies and get off right there on their parents’ bed, while listening intently to make sure there’s no one home to catch them.

As I’ve turned this fantasy over and over in my head during the past week, I’ve also started thinking about “planting” naked pictures of me and my husband in my room for one or both of our girls to find. It was my fondest dream to come across dirty Polaroids of my parents misbehaving with each other. I never even came close. I know it’s an appalling idea for a parent to have, but the idea of my daughter seeing a picture of her dad’s hard cock makes my heart go pitter-patter in a very inappropriate way. Even more so when I imagine her reaction to seeing that cock in her mom’s mouth, and especially that one shot of the aftermath: Mommy’s face covered in Daddy’s cum, and the huge smile that goes along with it.

I’d like there to be pictures of me spreading my pussy, fingering my cunt, and fucking their father’s lovely cock. I want them to see me proudly displaying my asshole, sucking Daddy’s balls, and otherwise behaving like a sex-loving slut. All with that horny smile on my face. I’ve made myself cum at least a dozen times lately with the image of one of my daughters on her knees on my bed, these pictures spread out in front of her, while she fucks herself with one of my toys and brings herself to a screaming orgasm. How could encouraging something so beautiful be considered bad?

Like I said, all this is a long way off, and anything can happen before this even has the chance of being a reality. Maybe I’ll receive a vision from on high and become a devout Scientologist. I don’t know if I’ll be able to bring myself to leave explicitly pornographic pictures in my bedroom for my nosy girls to find, but I think I can at least get up the courage to tuck away a few tasteful nudes of their father and me where they wouldn’t be too hard to find.

Either way, I’m beginning to think I might need to invest in a good hidden nanny cam for my bedroom…

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All Fetishes Matter

I know it’s been a long time, but I finally have a new story ready to post. That’s the good news. The bad news is that everyone I’ve told so far about the story has said that they’re not interested in it. So, before you get your hopes up, there’s a good chance this one will miss the mark with you, too.

Incest is my bailiwick, obviously. It’s something I’ve lived with in my head for half of my life, and it’s what turns me on the most (aside from my sexy husband, of course). If you venture out of the safe zones that are accepting of the idea of family sexual relations, you quickly find how disgusted and reviled people claim to be by incest in any form. I get this. I know that I can’t expect everyone to feel the way that I do about my particular fetish.

Once I started writing porn, I discovered a vast array of fetishes that I never imagined existed. I thought I was pretty hip when it came to sex, but I was a very naïve little girl who didn’t have a clue. I was very curious about the “odd” things that turned people on. Many of them I didn’t understand. Many of them I still don’t understand. Even so, what I try to do is not let myself be disgusted or reviled by what someone else gets off to. I don’t want to be like the people who automatically reject the possibility that one can be turned on by a close family member and want to have a consensual erotic relationship with that person. Instead, I do what I can to learn more about the fetish and try to understand what makes it so appealing to those who enjoy it.

My way of learning and understanding is to talk to people and to write about it. Trying to put myself into the head of a character who has a fetish I don’t fully comprehend forces me to see things through their eyes and find the core elements that drive the sexual lure of it all. I may fail miserably in the end, but at least I gave it a try. Okay, enough beating off around the bush…

This new offering of mine is a cuckold story. This is a fetish that I have mixed feelings about. On the one hand, I enjoy watching cuckold porn videos. I don’t know exactly why, but I like the ones where the wife is really mean to the husband and tells him how pathetic he is while she fucks some other guy in front of him. On the other hand, I don’t understand how a man could stand to see his wife with another man. I know it would kill me to see my husband fuck another woman, but that’s just me. Maybe I’m too insecure to deal with that, or too possessive. Whatever it is, my psychology just isn’t wired like that. Which only makes me all the more curious about what’s going on with people who are like that.

For this story, I talked to some guys about it, and I got a lot of input from one person in particular. (Thank you for that, cucky, you limp-dicked loser.) I took these insights and put them into this story and mixed in something of myself. I’m okay with the fact that the majority of you won’t care for this one, but I’m hoping I was at least able to treat the fetish with enough care and attentiveness that those who are drawn to cuckolding will find something in it to satisfy their oft criticized cravings.

This is a three chapter story. I’m planning on posting the 2nd and 3rd chapters over the course of the next two weeks. In the meantime, I’ll be working on the 3rd and final chapter of “Self-Sucking Sissy” (a story about yet another fetish that has folks divided into two very distinct camps!).

Love it or hate it, I’m very curious to know what you think of my new story: Becoming a Cuckold!

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